A Special Moment?
There are times when anxieties pull on the chains of men and then they cannot wait for tomorrow
or the week to end, or even months or years to pass because of something they want,
and now find it impossible to wait for, impatient for what they desire.
If they were to look behind them what they could see would be their life stacked in unorganized piles and rows.
Minutes discarded amongst the rubble of hours leaning against small piles of months and even smaller mounds of wasted years,
all for a few “special moments” and “exciting times.”
How short enough is life but to carve away the parts we do not desire for that which we think is
“a special moment” in time?
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